CHAPTER 1

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The Musician Quits

Once upon a night,

♫ "Because days come and go oh, but mu feelings for you are forever. One last kiss..." Then the band stops and the crowd goes wild, shouting "MIRAGE! MIRAGE!"

"Thank you, common people!" The guitarist shouted as they walked to the back stage.

"Hey Art, I need to tell you something." The lead vocalist told the other.

"Yah, what is it bro?" Art asked.

"I'm quitting." He said.

"No way dude, we're in our peak, higher than higher. Rocker to rockest dude!" Art shouted. "Lance don't do this."

"I'll still make songs for you guys though." Lance said.

"Fine, have it your way, but just so you know the Mirage is always open for you." Art told his brother and walked away.

Later that evening...

"I'm home Faye, you better be asleep." Lance called out to his 6 year old sister.

"Lance! You're home early." Faye went down stairs. "The band usually goes home around 1 o'clock."

"Well I quit so I can take care of you." Lance carried her.

"Then that means I no longer have a cool rock star big brother!" She said.

"What about Art?" Lance asked. "He's still in the band."

"He's just one third of what I said." Faye turned to a picture of Art. "He's not a brother to me."

"You're too cruel." Lance told her sister.

"I am not, Lance; Art's the cruel one!" Faye said.

"Ok now go to bed, it's almost 10 o'clock." He carried her up to her room. "Good night Faye."

Around 3 o'clock am...

*Knock. Knock* Lance woke up and opened the front door with no surprise, even a little bit.

"Morning Arthur." Lance greeted.

"Why. Are. You. Shouting!" Art Shouted.

"I'm not." Lance said.

"There! You did it again, did you swallow a microphone?" Art added as Lance stared at his brother. "Please don't answer that."

After three weeks, Lance and Art went to the park.

"Why the park? We could have gone to a bar, a club, a diner; but you chose a park!" Art angrily said.

"Art I know what I'm going to do now." Lance said as Art turned to him. "I'm going back to being an artist."

"What!" Art shouted.

"Art I missed the passion, the art, the beauty of it." Lance told him.

"Are you serious or are you gay!" Art asked.

"Definitely I'm serious Art." He answered.

"Fine artist pants." Art jolted. "Music is art. Music is beauty and music is passion. Don't you see a Musician is an artist!"

"Come back Lance, we'll humbly accept you back."

"Give me a little more time to think about what I should pick." Lance told his brother.

"Then I'll just make you see that music is what you want." Art walked away.

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